•edited : 26-12-2016•

After unpacking, Max and I sit down on the couch and he turns on the TV. I just then realise how thirsty I am.

"Do you want something to drink?" I ask him. He laughs.

"I'm actually supposed to ask you, it being my house and all" he says and looks at me. I raise an eyebrow.

"Then what are you waiting for ?" I ask. Max chuckles and kisses my cheek.

"What can I get you, beautiful?" he asks. I blush, for the millionth time that day.

"Fanta, please" I tell him. Max nods and gets up. I grab the remote and go to Netflix, trying to find something to watch. My eyes land on Prison Break. I've heard a lot about it, it's supposed to be quite good. Max comes back with the drinks and chips in his other hand. It's ketchup flavoured. He puts the drinks and chips down and sits down on the couch again.

"Should we watch Prison Break?" I ask him. His eyes light up.

"Yes! It can become something we only watch together" he says. I smile and nod at him. I turn on the first episode. I feel Max's arm around me and he pulls me closer to him. I lean my head on his shoulder as the episode plays.

After 4 episodes, Max turns it off and I look at him, confused.

"I think I should start cooking, or we'll eat very late" he says. I look at the time and it's 6 P.M already. I nod and get off of him, so he can actually move.

"What about I cook tomorrow?" I ask him, before he walks away. He looks at me and smiles.

"Yeah, that'd be great" he says. I nod and think off what to cook. Max then gets off of the couch and walks to the kitchen. I grab my phone and go to my Facebook and later to my Instagram. I go to my Whatsapp and roll my eyes when I see who texted me.

Shawn : when can i see you?

Shawn : i miss you

Shawn : please jas

I am debating with myself if I should reply.
I decide to just reply, making he'll leave me alone.

Me : you can't see me

Me : i'm in Monaco

Shawn : on vacation?

Me : visiting someone

Shawn : who ?

Shawn : is it a boy?

Me : yes

Shawn : WHO ?!

Me : Max

Shawn : max who?

Me : Max Verstappen

He doesn't reply anymore. He has read the text, but he's probably pissed. I close my whatsapp and look to the kitchen. Max is concentrating on his cooking. He looks really cute. I get up and walk over to him. I go stand behind him and put my arms around him. I feel him tense and relax, within seconds. I lean my head against his back.

"Can I help you with something?" I ask him softly.

"Could you set up the table?" he asks and I nod against his back. I let go off him and want to walk away. But Max pulls me back and into his side. He's making the sauce and it doesn't need much attention, so his is now on me.

"Not so fast" he says. He puts everything he was holding down and turns to face me. I look up at him and he is smiling down at me.

"Do you think you're going to survive my cooking skills?" he asks while putting his arms around me. It's weird to think that officially, we're nothing right now. Maybe we are, but I don't know. I don't even know how to call him. Is he my friend or is he more?

"Well, if you keep getting distracted, I might get scared" I joke. Max chuckles and shakes his head.

"And who is distracting me?" he asks. I shrug.

"I have no idea" I answer. Max laughs and pulls me closer. He puts his mouth next to my ear.

"I think it's you" he whispers. I get goosebumps all over my body. I look at him and decide to make the move, this time. I get on my tiptoes and put my lips to his. He immediately reacts and kisses back. I put my arms around his neck, my favorite place for my arms. His arms tighten around my waist for a moment. Then he moves his hand to right under my butt. He leans down and lift my legs up. He turns around and puts me on the countertop. I opens my legs slightly so he can stand in between them. The kiss gets more and more heated, within seconds. His hands rest on top of my legs and mine are still around his neck. I move my hands to his hair though. I feel him smile and that makes me smile as well. Max pulls away, slightly.

"I could stop cooking and continue later" he mumbles. I know exactly what he means. But I made a promise with myself when Shawn and I broke up, I would never sleep with someone I'm not in a relationship with. And I know Max and I are there or almost there, but it's not official and that makes me stop. So I shake my head and peck his lips.

"No, you should just continue now. I'll go set the table" I say. Max frowns for a second and then nods. He helps me of the countertop and goes back to the sauce. Meanwhile, I set the table. I grab two wine glasses as well. I don't even know if he drinks wine, but I just put it down. I open the fridge and search for the bottle. I spot it quite fast and grab it. I pour two glasses. By the time I'm done with the table, the food is done. Max puts it on the table and we both sit down. Max hands me a plate and we begin eating.

"It's really good!" I say, kind of surprised. I had no idea Max could cook this well. Max laughs.

"You sound surprised" he says, while eating himself. I blush slightly and nod.

"I had no idea" I say.

"You'll be surprised at the things I'm good at" he says and smirks. I laugh and shake my head, ignoring the way that just sounded.